"I've done it!" Dr. Tinkles exclaimed, holding

"I've done it!" Dr. Tinkles exclaimed, holding up a beaker full of neon pink liquid. Dr. Moodle just stared at her for a few seconds, studying the liquid. "Done what? That's just

neon coloured strawberry milk". Dr. Tinkles scoffed, "Its much more than that my young friend, what I am holding here in my hand is the future!!

The ultimate hair restorer! If you cut the hair- it grows right back!" to demonstrate, she poured the solution over Dr. Tinkles' bald pate. His scalp sprouted a glowing pink mohawk

The ultimate hair restorer! If you cut the hair- it grows right back!" to demonstrate, she poured the solution over Dr. Moodles' bald pate. His scalp sprouted a glowing pink mohawk

and his clothes fell off to reveal he was wearing Victor's Shame lingerie. Speakers sprouted out of the arms of the couch blasting Move Your Groove Thing loudly. Dr. Moodles danced

wildly while shouting obscenities. "Woo! watch me take off my long striped undershirt !" The neighbors all puked up there lunch and the large officer in the front yelled

"Sit Down!" as they all took a zip to their mouths, and sat down off of the stairs and piled onto the couches, which could accompany all of the clowns into one magic seat. A Midge

crawled up one of the clowns polka-dotted pants legs and he did a crazy little dance. The other clowns applauded. Pretty soon they were all up again doing zany antics and making

David Bowie laughed from somewhere in the Milky Way in the form of trees making cricket sounds that formed unintelligible word patterns. We laughed too. How could we help it?